The things they do,

You filled heartsAnd rooms and playsYou became a star,Whose light went farJust because you wereThat way.

The one with zest,That can’t inside you,Stay for long,Looking for spirit,Looking for form,Hardly ever, going wrong.

Since you never stop talkingAnd giving wrong accounts,False and slimy politiciansOwe the Lied-to of the World,A very large amount.

Like love,It just happens,The who, the whyAnd the what forDoesn’t seem to matterWhen you’reReally in loveYou never stop,To look backAnd ask, Why?Therefore,Love and PoetryCan never be denied,Nor put to one sideFor they entirely,Satisfy,And you don’t evenHave to knowWhy.

But lack of Liberty,Is always Tragedy.

Make me forgetThatRegardless of timeAnd now being,21st Century, setMan is notCivilizedYet!